Y.T.F.N.

Loud sounds, make 'em
Chances, Take one
Drive is, heightened
My lane is, Vacant
So much, to do
They all, Play dumb
I know, Myself
I'm a, Maker.
Shout out, my day 1s
We Dunn, Made it
It just, Took patience
For that I, Thank ya
Never, give up
In my, Life
If ima, Do it
I'll do it, Right

Tuning into something higher, the igniter fire rhymer, so inspired i am
Building like an ion here confided, in everything that you feel inside ya'
So excited so exciting like the time I'm going with my rhymes flying, ugh
Everybody want the gold, don't nobody wanna find it
Mr Midas in the building, Mr Mili Mo' the finest finest finest
With no gold on my body, aye
Its all inside me, aye
Simple jewel its a tool to listen to in any day and every mood, yeah
Calibrating all my faces, yeah
You are me and I am you, aye
I'm splitting my difference, now I'm coming with driven-ness
And everything all of me, is making these differences
Going and getting it, we all are sifting this
I'm going and if I'm going then I'm going the distance then, shit.
Manifesting all the love, Manifest it in a second
Get it on get it on, long as you learn your lesson
Long as you get the message, long as you get it high-key
We going and likely, 'finna change the whole essence

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Fulfilling what we doing, traction how we moving
If its touched you then its time to tap into it
Frequency influenced, matter in the movement
I don't fear the evils, I don't feed the bullshit
I am child of light and channel through it
Something pushing something pulling, ugh
Something coming to it, ugh
Nothing stoppin' what we doing, ugh
There's no losing, ugh

Loud sounds, make one
Chances, Take one
Drive is, heightened
My lane is, Vacant
So much, to do
They all, Play dumb
I know, Myself
I'm a, Maker

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Credits
Writer(s): Malik Simon
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